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destinycalls Administrator
Posts : 77 Points : 5389 Reputation : 5 Join date : 2011-07-05 Age : 25 Location : Being a tyrant in BoneClan~
| Subject: Marsh Clan Applications Wed Aug 21, 2013 12:04 pm | |
| If you want your character to be a part of Marsh clan, post your bio here. Don't forget to read the Rules and the Warrior Code Then fill out One of these Bios before you post. | |
| | | Echobreeze Administrator
Posts : 14 Points : 5345 Reputation : 4 Join date : 2011-07-12 Age : 26 Location : alternia
| Subject: Re: Marsh Clan Applications Fri Aug 23, 2013 6:03 pm | |
| Personality: Narcissistic and sarcastic, Luckychance thinks the world of himself, and expects the rest of the world to treat him accordingly. He has enough charisma not to be hated by absolutely everyone, although his pompous "holier than thou" attitude makes him ridiculously irritating. He's just a mouse-brain in general, but he's loyal to the clan and does his part. He also has a tendency to refer to everyone else as "love". Luckychance is lucky. The best of fortune seems to grace the tom, although his stupidity often nullifies said luck. He'll catch something good (due to luck), and accidently drop it in a mud puddle because he wasn't watching where he was putting his paws. History: Nothing really, I don't think. accepted | |
| | | Katara Kit
Posts : 11 Points : 4020 Reputation : 10 Join date : 2013-08-23 Age : 29 Location : Eastern. US
| Subject: Mudstar Application Fri Aug 23, 2013 9:37 pm | |
| imsoboredofthis & darnrestrictions idk how the stat things work. I was told that as a leader I get 25 "points" to give her? The black ones are something like a "natural potential" whereas what's in red are skills that she trained to give herself. Just tell me if this looks too overpowered. Also, this is her brother, Stoneclaw: accepted (yeah, you got it. :3 ) | |
| | | destinycalls Administrator
Posts : 77 Points : 5389 Reputation : 5 Join date : 2011-07-05 Age : 25 Location : Being a tyrant in BoneClan~
| Subject: Re: Marsh Clan Applications Sat Aug 24, 2013 8:33 pm | |
| History: Nightclaw was always more reserved than his sister, Owlheart. He was only like this because his sister was favored and he just seemed to be... there... he thought the clan didn't see him as anything of importance, just another mouth to feed. It was like this all throughout his life; his sister being more loved and praised than him. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't compete with Owlheart. Over time, he started to hate his sister. He was jealous of her. One day, his sister mysteriously went missing; or, that's what the clan thought. They eventually found her, dead, but Nightclaw had already known this. He was the one who murdered her after all. Nobody could figure out what happened, so her cause of death remained unknown. While he still doesn't get noticed much, he's satisfied with how things turned out. He doesn't have to be in Owlheart's shadow anymore, and since her death, his efforts to help the clan are being noticed a bit more. | |
| | | Beetlenose Kit
Posts : 9 Points : 3994 Reputation : 11 Join date : 2013-08-24 Age : 31 Location : MarshClan
| Subject: Re: Marsh Clan Applications Sat Aug 24, 2013 11:48 pm | |
| imsoboredofthis & darnrestrictions accepted! :33 | |
| | | clawspur Kit
Posts : 3 Points : 3925 Reputation : 10 Join date : 2013-08-28
| Subject: Dogfang:Loyal Warrior Wed Aug 28, 2013 2:59 am | |
| (moving text-heavy bits down here to avoid too much clutter and allow for more room) Personality:She was a typical MarshClan warrior, one could say. She was mistrusting of others, suspicious of potential good deals made from strangers, and preferred to live among the reeds and stagnant waters of her homeland. Quite frankly, such traits are perhaps the reason why she has survived so long in her damp, little world, for always accepting hand outs would make her dependent on others. Dependence was a weakness, a weakness that needed to be squashed. She thrived with her independence, finding it a luxury in all regards and enjoyed such a lifestyle to its extreme; life to her wasn't worth living unless she were paws deep in battle or proving sole loyalty to Mudstar. This perhaps was a flaw, for she was loyal to the general and not the state. Stubborn, cunning, and manipulative, she was a temptress and a succubus. While opinionated and sometimes malicious, Dogfang expresses a keen interest in understanding the world around her and engaging in feats of great physical events. A "foxheart", one could say, she used her strengths and her adversary's weakness to her advantage in melee in order to succeed in battle. Militaristic, grumpy, and blunt, she had no trouble with expressing her own ideas and debating about their supremacy. What could she say, she liked things her way. Anyone who crossed paths with her in battle was asking for a licking, something that this wild-bred cat was willing to deliver. History:She was born in the great marshes that rule MarshClan territory to parents who had been paired to breed ideal warriors. Her father, Foxfang, was a warrior renown for his larger stature due to his wild pedigree, while her mother, Nightbird, was swift and agile with a stature equal to that of a Clan cat: this combination, needless to say, produced her. She was suckled by tales of MarshClan supremacy, cultured by the inferiority of other Clans, and reared to show spite towards those who opposed her. Warrior and wild blood pumped through her veins, and even in her youth she was prone to hot blooded outbursts. Impatience and an untamed temper were vices in her younger days, and slowly it was beat out of her through a combined force of her mentor, Hawkswoop, and her father. It was natural for her to begin to idolize the leaders, and her upbringing had tempered her into a ruthless warrior loyal to the leader: an unquestioning harbinger of law and order. This disposition and outlook was maintained until she encountered Sharpclaw. A raid plotted against loners that had recently established a den site in MarshClan territory was being executed. There was mass carnage as the warriors were near full completion of their raid. Dogfang, ordered to show no mercy, came across a helpless ball of fur: an offspring of two loners. Despite her training and mind commanding her to show loyalty and dispose of this lack luster creation, her gut second guessed and she adopted the young child. She dubbed him Sharpkit, and became a mother like figure to him. Since then, she has been more contemplative and cunning: while loyalty is still apparent in her actions and motives, it has become much more of a reserved kind. Regardless, Dogfang will rear her 'child' as her parents did for her, and produce another warrior that the Clan, nay, Mudstar can be proud of. Accepted | |
| | | Riverside Kit
Posts : 4 Points : 3935 Reputation : 10 Join date : 2013-08-28 Age : 30
| Subject: Sharpclaw Wed Aug 28, 2013 9:16 pm | |
| Personality: When he was a kit, Sharp, known then as Blizzard, was a good little boy. He was the kind of kid that liked to listen to stories, and only spoke when he had something important to say. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked Marshclan raided his family's home. Under Dogfang's care, he became a twisted version of his former self. While he still has a good heart, he is his Mother's puppet. His loyalty to her is unquestioning, even at the expense of his clan. Given a command, he will force down every scrap of emotion he has and execute without fail. Cunning and deadly as a snake, he can weave lies almost as well as his master. He loves his mother more than anything on this star forsaken rock. She is everything to him -- more than a mother, she is his teacher, his savior, his goddess. And yet, there is a darkness within him, growing steadily stronger --- a desire to break everything, and let the world fall to chaos. Who knows how long his loyalty can withhold that? History: Blizzard was born to a quaint little family without a place to call home, and really, he didn't care anything about that. He enjoyed traveling like a loner, making friends and waving stories as he went, but these halycon days could not last. His parents weren't as blissfully satisfied as he was, and after a while they decided to set up camp... unfortunately for them, the den they found was a little ways into Marshclan territory. They came at sundown and struck them down, painting the leaf-littered ground red. What happened after then was a blur, but the next thing he knew, he was a clan cat, and his mother was Dogfang. She told him that his whole life was a lie, that his name was Sharpkit, and always had been. After a while, he believed her. Memories faded and warped to protect him. What family? Certainly, he wasn't clan born -- Mudstar's cynicism assured him of that -- but his life as a loner is... shaky. What he does remember is twisted and brutal. Yes, he was abused, and he hates them. He hates everything but Mother. Unlike her, though, his hatred extends to his clan, muted and simmering. accepted | |
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